Chen Fei guessed from the abnormal behavior of the people around him that this person had an extraordinary origin and did not dare to give birth. He gritted his teeth and silently used the boy's golden body to repair the injury on his arm.

Nalan Ruoxue continued his confused expression and did not dare to come forward. He asked tentatively: "Brother Zhongli, have you been in seclusion for many years and have you understood the method of immortality?"

After her problem appeared, Zhong Lirui's face gradually became colder, and everyone's hearts sank little by little. When the atmosphere was so tense that it was about to burn, Zhong Lirui suddenly changed his face and joked: "That's natural, immortality is easy for me. Sister Ruoxue, you are so beautiful, should you learn from me? I'm going to accept two apprentices."

After he said this, the tense atmosphere immediately eased. Nalan Ruoxue said angrily: "I hate it, Brother Zhongli, I'm just kidding me again."

"Where are you kidding? To be honest, I really know how to live forever."

"Brother Zhongli, you are really bad, and you haven't changed at all from the past."

"Hehe, of course, change is a change, but you can't see it." Zhong Lirui gently held Mo Junru's hand and asked softly: "I dare to ask the lady's name."

"My surname is Mo, and my name is Junru." When he touched his gaze, Mo Junru's fair face turned red again.

"Good name." Zhong Lirui smiled meaningfully, "My name is Zhong Lirui."

"I already know." Mo Junru lowered her head shyly.

Zhong Lirui gently put down her hand, walked to Chen Fei, and leaned over and stared at him: "Boy's golden body, a good baby, you must cherish it well. You can't get close to the female, otherwise the golden body technique will be broken and you will regret it."

Chen Fei Hanwei looked at him, not willing to be outdone. Apart from Yan Tianqing, this was the first peer who made him feel that he could never defeat. He missed Shao Baiyu a little. The two joined forces, even such a person could have the power to fight.

Zhongli Rui looked very young, his eyes were also small and round, hiding thoughts that were not commensurate with his age. His eyes were gentle as water when he looked at Mo Junru, but as strong as an axe when he looked at Chen Fei. "Also, I hate being attacked from behind, remember, this is only once."

Zhong Lirui stood up, a smile appeared on his face again. Under the fearful gaze of everyone, he approached Lei Zongheng and patted his head.

He was much shorter than Lei Zongheng and needed to tiptoe to touch his head: "Little Zongheng is getting fatter and fatter, how are you practicing Kung Fu?"

Lei Zongheng's face became stiffer and he saluted deeply: "Senior Brother Zhongli, Zongheng is polite."

"You have to be polite to your own people." Zhong Lirui held his hands with one hand, and Lei Zongheng could not move down any more. Even if he secretly used the thunder power, there was nothing he could do.

"Little Zongheng, your kung fu has made progress." Everyone looked at the intertwined lightning between the two, and knew that this was their secret competition. The six peaks and the main peak were close and separated. All peaks must use their strength to maintain the dignity of this peak. Lei Zongheng is kind-hearted and has to do so. This is a rule accumulated in the long history of Shushan. The main peak has the strongest in all dynasties, and only the main peak can the other six peaks return to their hearts, and the thousands of peaks in Shu can be obedient.

The world of immortals is a world where the strong prey on the weak. It is cruel and realistic, but also extremely simple. Power represents everything.

Lei Zongheng must not show weakness at this moment, because showing weakness means that Bi Chifeng's future interests may be ignored.

While the two of them were competing, Chen Fei slowly adjusted his injuries. He suffered such a big loss for no reason. He didn't expect to let it go. Chen Fei never caused trouble and was never afraid of trouble. He made me pay attention to my health for no reason. He couldn't get close to women. Who are you, the head teacher can't do anything to me! Humph, let's take a look.

Chen Fei is a pragmatic person. A pragmatic person will not blindly promote his courage, he has to wait for an opportunity.

Lei Zongheng was finally defeated and was supported by the boy who was short of him with an ordinary hand. He was a little discouraged, and the boy obviously didn't want to give up. He continued, "Zongheng, I haven't seen him for a long time, and his skills are itchy. How can we compare with who is faster?"

"Who is faster?" Everyone sighed. You must know that Lei Zongheng is the head disciple of Bichi Peak. The next generation of Bichi Peak master is well versed in the art of controlling thunder. His speed can be comparable to that of thunder and lightning. It is the biggest advantage in combat. The young man actually wants to compare speed with Lei Zongheng, which shows that he has enough confidence in his strength.

Yin Chaohua stood silently opposite the table, and his unchanging smile froze on his face. The folding fan that had never stopped swaying rarely. He was well versed in the art of looking at the qi of a gentleman, and he could best understand a person's strength. At this moment, what he saw from Zhong Li Rui was not only terrifying, but terrifying... His body had a terrifying total amount of aura.

Zhongli Rui wanted to defeat Lei Zongheng from the strength of his heart, and the people present were ashamed. At this moment, Lei Zongheng had to face the challenge even if the sky fell, he nodded and withdrew his slightly forward body: "It is better to obey orders than respect, Zongheng is taught."

Zhongli Rui pointed to the north and said, "From here to the top of Beishan Mountain, touch the hatred tablet, and turn it back, how about it?"

"Can."

"Sister Junru, please help us shout to start." Zhong Lirui took a step back and stood side by side with Lei Zongheng, "You can't leave the ground."

"Don't worry." Lei Zongheng was rarely serious and took the starting position. He usually raced with his brothers and had to lead at least half a distance, so he would not be so nervous at all. Therefore, after seeing him taking such serious position, the brothers and brothers who were having dinner were nervous and were deeply worried about him.

Mo Junru was flattered and took the referee's position, walked out of the seat, raised his right hand high, and then suddenly fell: "Prepare, start!"

As the words fell, the two disappeared from everyone's sight at the same time. A gust of wind blew up in the room, and all the bowls and chopsticks on the table were blown up and smashed into pieces of porcelain on the ground.

The rules stipulate that their feet cannot leave the ground, so they have to run to the top of the Beishan Mountain, touch the hatred monument, and then turn back. The pride of the immortal is there, and the two will never cheat or breach the contract. This is a real battle of strength.

Except for a few brainless guys who ran to Guanyuntai to watch the two of them, most of the people in the cafeteria did not move because they knew deeply that when they arrived at Guanyuntai, the two of them would have returned long ago and the outcome had already been decided.

Sure enough, before the person leaving had left, the storm of wind blew up in the opposite direction when he left, blowing all the pieces of porcelain that had fallen all over the floor into the corner. In the canteen, a weak figure appeared first, and the lightning behind him was only a moment slower than him.

In the world of speed between the two, the moment behind represents more than just a few miles.

Lei Zongheng was sweating on his forehead, which showed that he had used all his strength. Zhong Lirui's face was as usual, but the soles of his shoes were worn out, so he should have done everything he could.

"Although you are fat, your strength is amazing. Zongheng. You have made great progress over the years." Zhong Lirui walked to Lei Zongheng, stood up on tiptoe and patted his head. The latter did not refuse, blushed and bowed, "Senior brother laughed."

Zhong Lirui did not say anything, bent down and took off the shoes, and threw them away. Mr. Wang, the Shushan butler, caught the smelly shoes like a "dog" behind the owner's butt, respectfully handed them to the Taoist boy beside him, and then stepped forward himself to change into the new shoes for Zhong Lirui.

After this action, the disciples outside the Six Peaks who did not know Zhongli Rui's identity finally saw the clues and unconsciously posed for respectful salute.

Zhong Lirui put on his shoes again, jumped and tried it, and asked, "Manager Wang, I haven't seen you for many years, why do you have any shoes to wear?"

"Little man, I have always been thinking about your days when you leave the confinement. I have prepared all sizes of shoes in advance. I am satisfied if I can use them." Mr. Wang lowered his head, and his nose tip was almost against Zhong Lirui's shoes.

"I'm worried." Zhong Lirui praised, "Go down."

Manager Wang didn't dare to raise his head, bowed his back and lowered his head, rubbed it little by little to the corner, and stood by the Taoist boy. If the master had any instructions, he could help at any time.

"This is really the highest level of being a servant." Everyone sighed, "No wonder he is fat and frustrated, and he seems to be incompetent, and he can become the logistics manager of Shushan."

After trying the shoes, Zhong Lirui took another step forward, obviously not thinking of giving up.

This time, the person he was looking for was Yin Chaohua, brand new black Taoist shoes, which stopped in Yin Chaohua's sight. The latter did not look up and bent down to salute him: "Senior Brother."

Yin Chaohua, who was above his gaze, also had such a time to submit. Everyone saw that Zhong Lirui's position in his heart was further improved.

“No need to be polite.”

Zhong Lirui reached out to help him like Lei Zongheng, but he did not succeed because Yin Chaohua had already stood up long before he reached out.

"Haha." Zhong Lirui smiled bitterly, and his right hand stayed in the void in embarrassment, clenched it, and took it back.

Only then did everyone realize that Yin Chaohua's respect was not out of sincerity.

Zhong Lirui said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Chaohua."

"You look the same as before."

"It's just a transfiguration, why bother to mind."

"The senior brother's transformation technique has reached the realm of transformation. Chaohua admires it, but he is puzzled in his heart, why does the senior brother not show his true face to others."

"I think this will be more friendly. After all, I looked like this when I left."

"Senior brother is overly concerned."

"On the contrary, you show your true face all day long, but you never treat each other with your sincerity."

"The senior brother has been in seclusion for many years, but how could he know that Chaohua doesn't treat people sincerely?"

"What can I hide from me on this mountain?"

"Since that's the case, my junior brother dares to ask, what's the fortune of Shushan?" Yin Chaohua's question implies that Shushan is sitting on everyone's home. If it means that the fortune is prosperous, it seems unreal. After all, the demonic way has invaded and is obsessed with it. If it means that the fortune is not good, it seems unwise. After all, everyone is a mountain man, and he regards Shushan as his home.

Yin Chaohua knew that the other party was far stronger than him, so he deliberately looked for a disadvantage from his words, making it difficult for Zhong Lirui.

Zhong Lirui was indeed caught off guard, but after careful consideration, he immediately had a countermeasure and replied: "The luck of Shushan is in the hands of the young people who are waiting for us. If the young man is strong, Shushan will be strong. What do you think of yourself, Chaohua?"

"When a young man is strong, Shushan is strong?" Everyone sighed and secretly praised him for his quick response. Now that he has been arrested for his voice, it is Yin Chaohua's turn to feel uncomfortable. He said that he is strong and seems arrogant; he said that he is not strong and seems that Shushan has no descendants. No matter how he says it, it is not pleasing.

Yin Chaohua pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "I advance and retreat with Shushan, and share honor and disgrace."

"To advance and retreat together, you must keep up with the pace of Shushan." Zhong Lirui took the initiative and pressed forward step by step.

"Of course I won't fall behind."

"What you said doesn't count."

"Are you just saying it?"

"At least you can get a glimpse of it."

"What do you want to do?"

"Let me see if you've fallen behind."

"How do you think."

"Chaohuafeng's gentleman spirit has always been the first priority. At such a close distance, can you lock me?"

"Just underestimate me?"

"Don't you want to try it?"

"Okay." What the gentleman is best at qi-seeking technique is to block the opponent's movements by controlling the qi. At a distance of less than one meter between the two, it is the best distance for Yin Chaohua to launch the move.

The aura that had been prepared was launched silently. Yin Chaohua understood the gap in strength between the two and tried to take the initiative to attack and strive for the initiative.

The massive amount of qi that everyone could not see was like the eight tentacles of an octopus blocking Zhonglirui's limbs and head and neck. Zhonglirui had only his mouth to move, so he only used his mouth. Just like what the head teacher did in Xuanqing Palace for the first time, he opened his mouth and roared, and with just a roar, he burst out with the power of a mountain torrent and tsunami, which would pull all his qi, and all the tables, chairs and benches behind Yin Chaohua were blown away, blowing away and the smoke and clouds disappeared.

"Is this the method of cracking the gentleman's qi-seeking technique unique to the main peak?"

"It's possible that it looks the same as the head coach at that time."

Everyone was shocked by the strength shown by Zhong Lirui and made various speculations.

Zhong Lirui did not show joy, because after the qi in the open was blown away, a secret tail quietly tied him. This was a green and extremely tough qi lock. Only when the immortal aura was used can you discover it. Yin Chaohua relied on it to connect with him and not be blown away.

"Small family spirit." Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhong Lirui's figure was one-two, two-two, four-two, and eight-two, and eight-same Zhong Lirui made different actions. Yin Chaohua was kicked back to the ground, and the aura that locked Zhong Lirui's true body dissipated.

The eight Zhongliruis who looked indistinguishable either made faces, scratched their heads, or climbed up the beam to look down. They looked like eight little monkeys, but they were all lifelike, and none of them looked fake.

This was the first time that students saw such a magical power, and they were so surprised that they couldn't stop talking.

Zhong Lirui's true body walked towards Yin Chaohua and stretched out his hand to him. The latter pondered for a while and stretched out his hand. When the two were about to meet, Zhong Lirui's hand suddenly withdrew without any warning. Yin Chaohua's hand stayed in its original place awkwardly, with a bitter smile on his lips.
To be continued...